I’m not very good at naming blogs and such.
One of the most memorable nights of this phase of my life took place in late January when I think I came close to death, or at least a coma.
It was during a stretch that I will refer to many times in this blog in the future. For at least a week I basically checked out from reality and experienced a series of nightmares, hallucinations, and flat out scary mental experiences. We think these incidents were cause mostly by an imbalance of electrolytes.
One night I vividly recall a couple of nurses trying hard to keep me awake for fear that if I fell asleep I may not come back. I never saw the nurses, but I heard their voices and I felt them walking me around the room.
All I saw was darkness creeping slowly from the corners of my vision. I honestly felt that I was losing control of my life and that if I closed my eyes they were closed forever.
The nurses saved me, in my mind, by consultantly and forcibly repeating, “stay awake Cecil”. “Stay awake Mr. Savage”.
I eventually stabilized and survived that night thanks to those persistent and caring nurses.